Big Loads

We got big loads
We got big poles
Plenty shots come from the Glock we hit ya kinfolk
Catch a opp we smoke his top that's on my big bro
Grab the chop we hit the block & let that blick blow
We got big loads
We got big poles
Plenty shots come from the Glock we hit ya kinfolk
Catch a opp we smoke his top that's on my big bro
Grab the chop we hit block & let that blick blow

Yeah I been in my bag & you know I'm back it
I can ship a bow or I can serve a crack addict
Money on my phone so I can't never stop trapping
You ain't really bout that life so nigga stop the capping
You ain't wit the gang if u can't bag it up
Shots fired he ain't die this shit ain't adding up
All that slick talking hope that you can back it up
I had to cut some niggas off I'm too immaculate
I said rocking with my niggas on some bullshit we be sliding
Lately in my bag I feel like Jordan in his prime
Don't make me call jugg if niggas getting outta line
Rather pop a Percocet than pour me up some lines
I can't fuck with niggas they be clicked up
Every nigga round me they be blicked up
I catch him sliding he gone really need a lyft up
I hit a opp bitch from the front I hit a chin up
Bagway we be dumping shit just like the ashtray
Fast lane roll the window down and let that mack spray
And boy you mad late we then dumped 10 bows on a bad day
What do that bag say talking to me nigga what that bag weight

We got big loads
We got big poles
Plenty shots come from the Glock we hit ya kinfolk
Catch a opp we smoke his top that's on my big bro
Grab the chop we hit the block & let that blick blow
We got big loads
We got big poles
Plenty shots come from the Glock we hit ya kinfolk
Catch a opp we smoke his top that's on my big bro
Grab the chop we hit block & let that blick blow



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Writer(s): Chris Burns
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